Eloise's POV:
"So, you're the one who hurt her and stood here to marry me in her place. Am I right?" Atticus sneered at me. From my spot, he looked like he wanted to tear me into pieces.
"Lisa was injured in an accident." I was so flustered that I almost stepped on my wedding dress.
"She can't be here today."
The priest who presided over the wedding stood in front and read the oath. We should be holding hands as we walk down the red carpet. However, Atticus only took one step forward.
"Don't expect me to hold your hand. If you want to complete the ceremony, walk the aisle yourself." His voice was filled with anger.
Everyone was talking about it, and I became the target of criticism. All those dirty words flowed into my ears.
Why did it have to be like this? I covered my ears in pain
